011 Gate of Western Jin

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After more than a hundred aerial flights, even Yang Zifan, such a "patient" figure, has also seen some differences.

"Moke, what year is the map you saw?"

"more than a hundred years ago." Moke touched his ugly face and tried to find out what the problem was.

"One hundred years!" Yang Zifan's eyes widened and finally found the problem and pointed out, "Isn't there anything closer?"

Moke still didn't find the problem and said, "This is the latest."

Yang Zifan almost collapsed and said, "Where did you get it?"

Moke was stunned for a moment and couldn't tell him that the map was obtained through some special relationship, so he said, "The map must be right."

Yang Zifan resisted the impulse to hit people and asked, "Is there any other way out?"

Mo Ke touched his chin and said, "It's difficult, there is a golden fairy guard."

"Where is it?"

"In the grassland!"

So the two could only return from the snowy mountains and return to the green grassland.

The prairie has fresh air and strong sunshine. But Yang Zifan and Mo Ke were not in the mood to appreciate it, and the exit of the snowy mountains forced them into a dead end.

Jinxian, Yang Zifan doesn't know if he can deal with it.

Moke's strength is not very good. If the two work together, there is still a long distance.

"But why do you have to fight?" Yang Zifan's mind flashed and looked at the vastness around him. Assuming that the emperor really wants to accept himself as an apprentice, a Xuanzi killing himself is a private action, and it is impossible for a gatekeeper to know.

But if the above wants to kill itself.

This possibility is very small for Qingjia's attitude towards himself.

The only thing that can't be figured out now is whether anyone can pass through the door.

The other is the identity of Moke's virtual world demon general.

"Moke, I'm curious, how do people living in Cuixin Lake get out?"

Moke shook his head and said, "I don't know either. It is said that a sign is needed."

"Brand?" Yang Zifan said again, "Do you know what the brand looks like?"

Moke was a little impatient and scolded, "Do you think I know everything? It's also my first time to come out."

Yang Zifan thought that it was not the best strategy to fight face to face with Jin Xian. If he could get the sign, then... he looked up and down at Mo Ke and estimated it in his heart.

Moke saw that he was always staring at himself as if he was paying attention to something and asked, "Don't look at me like this. Goose bumps."

"If I put you in the ring." Yang Zifan touched the ring of the rhinoceros.

Since the rhinoceros ring caused trouble in Rainbow Town, he has worn the ring from the thread and hung it around his neck.

"What does a big man do by touching his chest?" Moke looks disgusting.

Yang Zifan thought he had a good idea and was about to say it when he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Wow, boy, we meet again."

A strong wind blew, and a few tenacious hairs swayed in front of my eyes.

"Senior?" Yang Zifan didn't expect that the old man was still on the grassland.

"Are you following us again?" Moke said unfriendlyly.

The old man didn't pay attention to Mo Ke and said, "Kid you change your mind and plan to accompany the old guy to do something interesting?"

"You are dead..."

Mo Ke, who was depressed because of the snow mountain exit, was furious, and Yang Zifan quickly grabbed him.

"It's just that the exit of the snow mountain is gone. You are really unbred."

The old man sat on the ground, took off his white-soled cloth shoes, and fell out. He didn't forget to teach Moke a lesson.

Yang Zifan whispered in his ear, "If you want to get the sign out, you have to ask him."

Mo Ke snorted, threw Yang Zifan's hand, turned around and walked forward alone.

Yang Zifan said respectfully to the old man in good shoes, "How did you know that we went to the snowy mountains?"

"You can smell snow from afar. It's such a simple thing, but the smell on your body is fragrant, and the smell on that guy smells very bad." The old man said while pinching his nose, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Moke's shoulder moved. Yang Zifan knew that if he was going on like this, Moke really wanted to make trouble if he didn't listen to him. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Senior, I want to ask if there is any other place to go out except the gate of the Snow Mountain."

The old man patted his chest and said, "Of course that's the gate of the Western Jin Dynasty."

Yang Zifan said again, "Do you need any vouchers when you go out?"

The old man said with a clear look, "It's okay. I'll leave the voucher to me. I happen to go back to visit my family." He took out a dozen signs from his dirty clothes like a trick.

The brand is transparent and blue. It is made of unknown stone and exudes a cold smell in the sun. From a high place, it looks like a pool of cold water, which makes people feel cool.

"I have a lot of emerald ultimatums here. It's enough for us to go out." The old man was proud and completely excluded Mo Ke.

Yang Zifan didn't expect that the character he met by chance could help him and said with great joy, "Thank you, senior, but my friend is a little tolerant. How about taking him with you?"

The old man carefully put away the sign, looked at Yang Zifan and Mo Ke, and finally nodded, "Look at the little guy's body, take him."

"Thank you very much." Yang Zifan didn't expect that the matter of going out could be solved so easily, and all that was left was the problem of Moke's identity.

"Let's go, boy. It's getting late. I still want to go home early and have a hot meal." The old man turned around and walked west. Yang Zifan wink at Mo Ke and followed him.

As he walked, he whispered, "Mo Ke, now you don't have to fight with the golden immortals with the Cuixin jade ultimatum, but can you disguise your cultivation?"

Mo Ke knew that Yang Zifan was caring about himself and said, "Don't worry, I still know a little spell, otherwise how can I come to the mortal world."

So he changed his body and turned into an ordinary scholar, but he couldn't feel the breath of the virtual world.

The old man in front looked back intentionally or unintentionally at this time.

Yang Zifan felt magical and said, "What a magical spell, how about teaching me?"

"Go, I'm not interested." Mo Ke looked impatient.

"But!" Yang Zifan added two more words.

"But what?"

"How does it change again and again is still the same ugly?"

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It's very happy and pleasant.

Along the way, the three walked slowly to the west of the prairie.

To be honest, Yang Zifan has been wary of the characters in the virtual world since he heard the dying will of Master Kongbei. However, after getting along with Moke for more than a year, Yang Zifan felt that Moke from the virtual world was much easier to get along with than mortals and immortals.

The temper is straightforward, and the love and hate are clear.

In order to save himself and almost died at the hands of Yixuanzi, I'm afraid that only friends with their lives can do this easily. Vaguely, Yang Zifan put down his guard and listed Mo Ke in the ranks of his friends.

Since childhood, Yang Zifan has few friends and fewer lives. Liang Yichen is one, Si Nan Xiaoxiao is one, Luo Shangshang is also one, and now he has another virtual visitor.

It seems that every time I go through disaster, I will meet such a friend. Looking back, I should be satisfied with them.

He looked at the sun setting on the grassland with a pure smile on the corners of his mouth.

A black outline slowly approaches from a distance, which is a mountain that spreads endlessly.

"Ky, it's almost there." The old man pointed to a blue area at the foot of the mountain.

That is the village dotted in the mountains. The whole buildings are painted with sky-like colors and slowly spread out along the foot of the mountain. Behind the village is a towering steep cliff. Only a black gap between the cliff destroys the overall feeling of the cliff like a scar.

"Do you see the door?" The old man was a little excited and pointed to the scar.

The light blue ban on the scar shakes with the wind, and you can feel the powerful fairy spirit of the ban from afar. Moke sucked his nose very uncomfortably.

"I heard that there is a big fairy living here. I don't know where he is?" Yang Zifan did not dare to release his spiritual temptation. If he attracted the other party's vigilance, it would be self-defeating.

"That's the Western Jin Dynasty, and he lives on it." With that, he pointed to the sky, and his eyes were full of admiration: "When the immortals came out, there was a colorful glow in the sky, and the fairy clouds paved the way... Tut!"

"Really?" Yang Zifan pretended to be very interested and asked, "I don't know if I can see you today."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's hard to see unless there is something wrong with the ban." He pointed to the prohibition floating between the cracks in the cliff and said, "However, that is the prohibition laid by the gods. How can there be a problem?"

While talking, the three have approached the village.

"There is only one time a day for people to pass by, and some people who come and go will rest here, so some people come here to do business, and this small village is formed." The old man seemed to know the place very well. He took the two of them into the village and took them straight to the door of a pub.

"We have a rest here, and the time for the ban has not yet come." He skillfully opened the door of the pub, which was surprisingly quiet, and only two people were drinking.

Yang Zifan looked at the layout inside and couldn't help thinking of his first visit to Rainbow Town with Si Nanxiao and Luo Shangshang. It's just that they can't continue exploring with them now.

He was a little sad and followed the old man to sit in the corner on one side.

The bartender came up, and the old man didn't care about Yang Zifan and ordered a bottle of soju by himself. Moke seemed to be familiar with the pub. He ordered a glass of dragon and snake wine, but Yang Zifan was a little abrupt. It was his second time to come to the pub.

"One cup of Chicabran, one portion of spiritual valley rice, and one portion of spiritual beast barbecue."

Yang Zifan was still used to eating what Si Nan ordered, so he said it according to the gourd painting ladle.

In a short time, everything is complete.

Moke looked at Linggu rice and barbecue, and saw why he had reached the level of immortality and still had to eat.

Yang Zifan saw his mind and explained, "How can I be willing to lose the pleasures of eating and sleeping?"

The old man poured a glass of wine into the small porcelain glass, picked it up and took a sip. He frowned tightly and shouted, "There is also drinking. This wine is still the most delicious soju. What's your Kabran? I didn't drink it."

Yang Zifan smiled and tore up the meat to the old man: "It's more interesting to drink with wine."

The old man rubbed his hands and took over and said, "Meat, the hare and pheasants on the mountain are still delicious. It's always strange to eat this beast meat."

Yang Zifan said, "Seniors will do it." With that, he handed a large piece to Moke and said, "Then, try it."

Moke shook his head and said, "No, I'll drink."

Yang Zifan took it back, tore off a piece of meat and laughed, "You have become a scholar, and you are still angry."

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The three said left and right. At this time, an uncle came out of the pub. Seeing that the pub was deserted, he frowned together. He looked at the sky outside from the window and said to the bartender, "What's going on today? There are so few people."

The bartender wiped the table with a rag and said, "Who knows that it used to be full."

Uncle shook his head and said, "It's really evil. Today's business is done..." After saying that, he shook his hand and went outside the house. After a while, he stretched out his head and pointed to the door and said, "Second son, sweep outside the door. So many leaves, be conscious."

"Good!" The bartender put down his work and ran out.

None of the sparse people in the pub listened to the uncle and the bartender in their hearts, talking to themselves and drinking.

Even Yang Zifan, who has always been alert, didn't hear it.

The three of you glanced at me, and half an hour passed.

The old man took the two out of the pub, and the payment was still paid by Yang Zifan. Fortunately, the bag of money given to him by Si Nanxiao in those years has been useless, otherwise the three people will be ugly today.

Yang Zifan looked at the two people walking forward left and right. He really doubted them. Didn't they think about the consequences of not bringing money...

The only answer to him was the cold wind from the entrance of the village, the large number of fallen leaves, and the curse of the bartender because the ground that had just been swept away was full of fallen leaves.

The sun has set on the mountain, and the night is slowly coming from the east.

At this time, the old man became quiet and cautious and walked step by step along the avenue towards the scars on the cliff.

There are one-colored sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road, and the straight roadside extends far away. The underground soil is very thick and gradually approaches, and the scar is approaching.

Yang Zifan is nervous.

Moke didn't say a word.

The gate under the scar is right in front of you.

The wide road looks unusually deserted against the night.

The atmosphere is always a little wrong.

There is a row of guards standing at the gate of the city.

are all dressed in blue armor, but their cultivation is much higher than that in the Cuixin Palace.

The old man took Yang Zifan to the bodyguard, and the leading bodyguard came out to stop the three and said, "There is a Cuixin jade ultimatum."

The old man smiled and took out three jade ultimatums.

The bodyguard took it in his hand to confirm, looked at the appearance of the three people one by one, and nodded, "Take the sign inside and wait for the others."

The old man nodded, took the two to pass the guards, and walked into the gate. He saw that the back of the gate was not directly under the cliff, but a small dark room. There were five formations in the room, arranged in the shape of five-pointed stars.

Three people stood inside, guarding four guards, and the old man seemed to be thinking about going home for dinner with his wife with a smile on his face.

Mo Ke didn't say a word, and Yang Zifan was a little worried.

As time went by, the three of them had their own thoughts. The four bodyguards were motionless like stone carvings, and their tacit cultivation formed a strange aura, which made people dare not have confused thoughts.

A quarter of an hour later, Moke's forehead overflowed with sweat and his face turned a little white.

Yang Zifan felt something wrong and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Moke didn't say anything. Yang Zifan knew that he was afraid that others would find something strange, so he looked around and suddenly realized that the house behind the gate was smelling with yellow phosphorus. If it weren't for Moke's strangeness, it would be really difficult to detect it under the cover of the four bodyguards.

Yang Zifan, the nemesis of the virtual world, can only secretly pray that Mo Ke can hold on.

After a while.

"What's going on today? Only three people came. Didn't the ultimatum send out 25 pieces?"

"Who knows, wait another quarter of an hour, don't come. There is nothing to go to the mortal world. I really don't understand that these guys want to squeeze their heads. The time is not coming.

At this time, Yang Zifan was sweating for Moke. How could he pay attention to the dialogue outside? Instead, the old man who had been smiling quietly glanced at Yang Zifan and peeked at them. His eyes were a little more different than usual, and his left hand touched a carbon-colored pebble.

Suddenly, he shouted like crazy, "He came to the virtual world..."

The little finger bent slightly and popped out with lightning speed.

The stone was extremely powerful, but it was extremely light when it flew out. When he finished speaking, it had already hit Moke's body, and the carbon-colored shell shattered, revealing the original face of the yellow phosphorus inside.

The smell of yellow phosphorus in the small dark room has already made Moke unable to lift any strength.

Yellow phosphorus directly entered his body, splashing a string of small blood beads.

"Ah!" The monster screamed all over, and his whole body twitched and fell to the ground, and the blue veins on his face were exposed.

The four bodyguards were obviously people who had experienced hundreds of battles. They took out their long knives and split them together at the Moke who fell to the ground.

Yang Zifan did not expect this sudden change. His face changed greatly. With a wave of his hands, the vitality in the small dark room exploded and lifted the guards on all sides. The people outside heard the situation in the house.

Someone shouted, "Close the door, close the door."

Yang Zifan said in his heart that if they were locked up, the golden immortals would die, so he did not dare to hold them up. He pulled up the magic and used the magic formula.

Almost when the stone door fell, it turned into a breeze and flashed outside the door.

The stone door landed and stirred a lot of dust. Yang Zifan stood at the door with Mo Ke on his back, surrounded by bodyguards.

The wind blew, and a sense of killing spread all over every corner.

"Get out of the way." Yang Zifan doesn't want to hurt people who have no grudge against him.

"Traitor, give us the people in you." The knife light flashed close to him.

Yang Zifan looked at the crowd coldly and said, "He is my friend. We just want to go back to the mortal world and open the door for me quickly, or don't blame me for killing."

has arrived outside the door, and he doesn't want to give up. If he gives up today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to think about the past. This is a very dangerous decision to return to the mortal world before Jin Xian comes.

The idea is simple, but it is extremely difficult to practice.

He didn't understand why the old man betrayed himself and didn't have the heart to think about it.